Chapter 150: Evil Path (please subscribe, please vote)
"Let's have something to eat!"
"Tonight is still very long. If you don't eat anything, you're afraid you can't stand it." Cao Zhe said to the crowd.
The first thing I am not polite is Hongyu. As Cao Zhe’s chef, she has been the busiest half a day.
Despite this, the demons hunted during the day were only cooked a little half.
Most of the remaining ones are left, continue to be placed in the yellow gourd and wait for later to eat.
Feng Sheng also covered his butt that was a little red, limped over, grabbed a piece of fish, and his mouth was filled with oil.
After being frozen for a while, his whole body consumed a lot of energy, so that he didn't want to talk now.
The voles demon didn't dare to serve the table, so he just picked up some leftovers that the red jade had left, and he was already very satisfied with his meal.
Outside the window, at the foot of the mountain not far away, the originally gurgling river water suddenly seemed to have heard the sound of stormy waves.
Then, I vaguely heard the sound of a boat rolling in the heart of the river.
Someone was cursing loudly, saying filthy and vicious words.
Feng Sheng immediately stood up, walked to the door and looked out, looking back at Cao Zhe while looking, "Great God! It seems that someone has capsized in the river. Should we go and save people?"
Cao Zhe shook his head and said, "We don't need to save us, he will climb up after a while."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand and transformed into a mirror in the temple.
The mirror reflects the scene on the river.
I saw a Taoist lying straight on the waves at this moment, as if he would not sink, and was sent to the shore along the stormy waves.
After being washed to the shore, the Taoist then stood up straight, without a drop of water on his body.
But his expression seemed particularly gloomy, as if he was cursing something.
Feng Sheng was surprised when he saw this: "This is also a master of enlightenment. He doesn't sink when he encounters water, and can follow the waves."
Cao Zhe smiled faintly and said, "It's just a sideways. If you don't practice life, you only practice magic. Once the disaster comes, it will be difficult to resist."
After saying that, his eyes were low, with a hint of sternness.
In the picture, the Taoist actually came up to the mountain, with lights flashing above his head, as if a candle was lit up on the top of his head.
And the Taoist, blessed by this candlelight, was like walking on the flat ground.
He could easily cross the steep and steep mountains no matter how dangerous it was.
Cao Zhe remained silent, put his fingers together, stood up to his lips, and gently chanted the spell, urging magic power.
The next moment, the candlelight shook, and the candlelight above the Taoist head was extinguished.
The Taoist, who was originally steadily walking like a flying Taoist, seemed to be lost in the direction, spinning in the mountains, and his pace became slower.
A bitter mountain wind blew over and sent the man back to the foot of the mountain.
Cao Zhe shook his sleeves and dispersed the mirror.
In the small temple, cups and plates are in a mess, and most of the food has been eaten up.
As a consumer, Cao Zhe finally took most of the third immortal Qi pill in his body.
"The effect is still not as good as the ghost-fried noodles!"
"Sure enough, that ghost head is a rare alien species, and these demons, apart from the old turtle of the Eight Kings, can only be said to be able to make up the numbers." Cao Zhe thought to himself.
A creaking sound.
The Taoist who capsized the boat on the river at the foot of the mountain stepped into the temple.
After seeing Cao Zhe and his party, one person, one fox demon, one half demon and one rat demon, there was no surprise at all, but instead showed a very humble expression.
"Everyone! I am disturbed. Just now, my disciples in my family were not well taken care of, which caused the boat to overturn and the lights to go out. I had no choice but to ask you for help. I hope to forgive you. I will stay in this temple for a night." The Taoist priest said very politely, but his eyes kept aiming at the unfinished wine and food on the table and swallowed.
Feng Sheng said enthusiastically: "You must be polite, priest, we just stay here. The master here has never driven us away. Where can we replace the master and drive you away?"
The Taoist priest smiled and said, "It's good!"
As he said that, he touched his body and found a meat pie.
Although the meat pie is wet and soft and cold, it still makes people feel very appetizing.
The Taoist took the meat patties to the fire plate, tied them up with branches, and prepared them to bake and dry before enjoying them.
But after a while, the meatloaf began to dry and turned brown.
At the same time, the strange fragrance also spreads in the small temple.
Feng Sheng, Hongyu, and the voles demon, who had just eaten their fill, all showed their coveting expressions.
The Taoist priest picked up the meat pie, then tore it into several pieces and handed it to the crowd, and then said, "It's a fate to meet. Everyone can eat something together?"
Feng Sheng swallowed his saliva while looking at Cao Zhe carefully. Seeing that Cao Zhe had no reaction, he said boldly: "How can you be so embarrassed? Why don't we exchange it! If the Taoist priest doesn't dislike it, there is still some wine and meat on our table, so let's change it together?"
The Taoist said happily: "Better! Better!"
Then he handed half of the meat pie to Feng Sheng, and he served it without hesitation and began to feast on the leftovers.
For Cao Zhe and others, it was a leftover rice, but for Taoists, it was a rare delicacy.
You should know that the ingredients used to cook are all demons and monsters who have practiced for many years. If they can be cured by eating, it will be a great supplement.
While eating and drinking, Feng Sheng started chatting with the Taoist priest with a familiarity.
Only then did I realize that the Taoist priest’s surname was Xu, and this time he traveled far away was to visit friends.
But his friend left home and had to return disappointed.
Before leaving, he placed a small boat in the water tank at home and asked his apprentice to help take care of it, but somehow, or the boat in the water tank made a mistake, so that he was not good at taking the boat and was also suffering from wind and waves.
When Feng Sheng heard the Taoist's story, he was very interested and asked, "What kind of magic is the Taoist priest using?"
"A small boat is placed at home to ensure smooth sailing?"
The Taoist said, "This is just a small trick. A true master is right next to you. Can't you see it?"
As he said that, he continued to look at Cao Zhe, as if he was curious about Cao Zhe.
Then he said to Cao Zhe: "This fellow Taoist, Xiaodao's homemade meat patties, collected a variety of precious medicinal materials and integrated them into it. He claimed that the taste is pretty good. Don't fellow Taoist try it?"
Upon hearing this, Cao Zhe suddenly raised his eyes, like thunder and lightning. The Taoist priest staggered and almost fell to the ground.
"I don't like human flesh," Cao Zhe said.
"What? Human flesh?" Feng Sheng, who was just stuffing a large piece of meat pie into his mouth, had eaten sweetly, immediately started to retching in his throat.
The Taoist priest smiled dryly and said, "Why should fellow Taoist slander me like this? My meat patty is made of fragrant pork. How about human flesh?"
Cao Zhe said: "I heard that the White Lotus Cult has the technique of transforming people into sheep and donkeys, and there are also ways to stimulate people's greed and desires, turn people into pigs, and use military rations. The demons' energy gradually increases, which is a bit of a bad way, and they can increase their magic power after eating them."
"Your meat pie smells... but it's very similar."
The Taoist shook his head and said, "I am not a member of the White Lotus Sect."
As he said that, his eyes suddenly turned pale and two poisonous snakes shot out, biting them straight into Cao Zhe's throat.
Chapter completed!